Yang House!

Unaware of the impending crisis, Yang Wenzhao bathed in the warm pool.

The battle with Zilong replayed in his mind over and over again.

- The sword...... It doesn't seem to be just a simple knight's power,

You can't go wrong with that! There's a hint of magic indeed...... More than!

And Berserkers!

But how can one person carry three bloodlines?

Can't figure it out...... I really can't figure it out, this guy may be hiding some secret ...... no one knows.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenzhao took a long breath and picked up the towel on the side to cover his face.

On the way to Yang's house!

A purple figure fell from the sky!

The dark purple spiritual power overflowing from his body is like a demon god, which makes people's hearts palpitate and chill!

"Who! The temple dares to break in! "The patrolling guards, with guns in both hands, surround Saint Caier!

"Hahaha! Kill them! Kill them! With a sharp thorn in your hand, you can shock the spirits of the world! Kill...... Kill...... Kill! ”

Purple eyes, dark purple power of reincarnation!

In my mind, a person dressed in blood clothes and looking exactly like Saint Cai'er.

Look crazy! Full of demagogic words, extremely crazy female voices.

Like a bell, it keeps hitting the depths of Saint Caier's weak heart!

"Kill ......" summons the sword of reincarnation in your hand!

Airplanes~! Boom!

Dark purple! Dressed in a black robe and armed with a purple spear!

The strange and ferocious skeleton undead appeared behind Saint Cai'er!

Looking up, the skeleton undead are several meters tall! Like a giant, look down on the roadblocks!

Shout~!

Raise the purple spear in your hand and throw it into the crowd!

"Stop!" Boom~! The thick black mist blocked the flying purple spears.

The collapsed spiritual power shook out!

The surrounding guards all flew out!

"Get out!" With a cold snort on her face, Sheng Cai'er stared coldly at the shadow with the wind!

Looking at Sheng Cai'er, who was getting more and more out of control, Ying withdrew his right palm with the wind, stood with his hands in his hands, and hurriedly spoke.

"He's awake and he's fine, if you insist on killing, have you ever thought about his future?"

Hear it!

The red light in his eyes visibly faded a little, and the skeleton and undead behind him dissipated into heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, Ying Suifeng was shocked!

- I didn't expect it...... He is so important in Cai'er's heart,

But it's okay...... Now it seems that he is at least living like a person.

"That's true!" Gradually sobering up, Saint Cai'er asked succinctly.

Nodding in response, the shadow slowly approached with the wind, looked at the bright full moon, and whispered comfortingly.

"In that game, the Yang family kid lost, if it weren't for his mercy, Yang Wenzhao would have died!"

Raising his feet and walking towards the outside of Yang's house, Ying Suifeng spoke again with his hands behind his back.

"Let's take a look, before you do it next time, you should first find out the information, so recklessly harm others and yourself."

Putting away the sword of reincarnation in her hand, Sheng Cai'er glanced at Yang Zhai with slanted eyes, and turned away as if nothing happened.

"Stop! Is this a place where you come when you say you come, and go when you say you go! ”

The patrol leader, with a sword in hand, shouted at Saint Cai'er.

Paused to make a breeze blow through the light veil.

Delicate and perfect side face, not a single flaw can be picked out.

Click!

Four figures appeared out of thin air on the stone pillar behind Sheng Cai'er.

The four wore masks, held daggers in their hands, and had a fierce glint in their eyes.

"Want to fight? The four of us will fight with you! Or...... If you want to die, it's not impossible......"

Stroking the cold, bloodthirsty dagger in his hand, the green-clothed assassin guard said arrogantly.

"Assassin Temple! Hum! You can wait for this move to provoke a conflict between the two halls! The captain of the knight squad shouted.

Bright~!

A black figure descended from the sky and landed in the center.

Seeing the comer, the four Assassins crouched on the stone pillar, crossed their hands and bowed their heads.

"Lord Xia Yin!"

With his hands behind his back, he looked directly at the several knight guards in front of him.

Hidden Man No. 1 responded calmly.

"It's just a visit to the Yang Mansion, how can you contradict it, and then dare to step forward, don't blame the sword for having no eyes."

Glancing back at the five Assassin guards, Saint Rose leaped forward and disappeared in place.

After Sheng Cai'er left, the five assassins who blocked the way also left Yang's house.

Night Primrose Hotel! Room 520.

The unconscious Zilong slowly woke up and sensed the fall of cultivation in his body.

But there was not much sadness on his face.

"Why are they crying with sad faces? The master is still alive! Come on! ”

Lifting the quilt, Zilong, dressed in casual clothes, stepped out of bed.

"Isn't it just exposing other abilities! It's good to hide it and use it secretly. ”

Looking at the awakened Zilong, the three of them looked bitter, thinking that he was comforting themselves.

"How to hide? Even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, the high-level knight can sense it, and it is easy to say......"

Li Xin crossed her hands on her hips and immediately retorted.

"Xin'er is right, Xiaolong...... Why don't we participate in the next one? ”

After hesitating for a moment, Yehua suggested with some unwillingness in his heart.

Looking at the purple dragon in front of him, who had recovered from his cultivation as before, Long Haochen lowered his head and apologized again.

"I'm sorry Xiaolong, it's because of my arrogance that I put you in such an embarrassing situation."

patted Long Haochen's shoulder indifferently, and Zilong summoned the briquette to explain.

"It's okay! I now finally understand why Daddy would leave the briquettes with me. ”

Listening to Zilong's inexplicable words, the three of them were confused for a while.

Focusing on the briquettes, I saw the little guy shyly landing on Zilong's shoulder and pressing his face against Zilong's cheek.

In the park southwest of the holy city, the purple dragon four people and one beast came here.

"Xiaolong, what did you mean by hiding earlier? Could it be that it has something to do with briquettes? ”

Yehua touched his chin and asked as he looked at the briquettes flying in the air.

Looking sideways at the briquettes, Zilong smiled.

"Briquettes! Show a hand to the big guy! ”

"Chirp!" With a grin, the briquette flew to the top of the purple dragon's head and opened its mouth towards the purple dragon.

Boom ......!

Six magic auras of different colors hovered around the purple dragon!

Golden! Red! Cyan! Blue! Purple! Yellow!

Each of the six auras represents a different magical attribute!

Looking at the ability brought by the magic aura, Long Haochen and the three of them were shocked!

I stared at the briquettes in a daze!

"In this way, wouldn't the little dragon be able to use his magic ability openly!"

Long Haochen said with a smile excitedly.

Breathing a sigh of relief, the unwilling color in Yehua's heart dissipated.

With the existence of briquettes, even if Zilong exposes his magic ability, he can completely push it to briquettes.

After all, there are no surprises in the entire continent, not to mention that the briquette is still a mutated Warcraft mount!

It makes a lot more sense to have abilities that other Warcraft don't have.

"Good! Good! All right! In this way, Xiaolong can continue to compete, even if he only has a fourth-order knight cultivation, with the addition of briquettes, he can resist one or two against the sixth-order! ”

Yehua was in a good mood, looking at the briquettes flying in the air, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Next to the ornamental tree in the park, a purple figure silently stared at the white-haired boy.

(End of chapter)